We’re not going to spend too much time on that worthless wanker piece of shit Assange and his organization’s latest document dump, but anybody else is free to do so.
To be sure, there might be some fun to be had laughing at the Ogabe administration being embarrassed but, when it comes down to it, it isn’t really funny. Everybody knows that backroom deals are made in international politics, but there’s a good reason that they’re backroom deals in the first place. Sure, everybody might be “pretty sure” that it was really the U.S. behind blasting terrorist animals to smithereens in Yemen and not the Yemeni government as they claim, but “pretty sure” isn’t near as damaging as “knowing for certain.”
Leaks like these make it virtually impossible for us to strike deals with governments who really want to help us but need some cover in order to get away with it. How likely do you think it is that they’ll agree to something we promise to keep “out of the public eye” when they know for a fact that our laughably inept and non-existent self-discipline when it comes to keeping our mouths shut guarantee that it’ll be on the cover of the New York Times shortly thereafter?
Not very, is how much. Which makes our jobs harder, which gets people killed. Lots of people killed. Thanks, Julian Ass-muncher, you rapist sack of putrid vaginal discharge.
And the damage is the same no matter who is in the White House.
More importantly, politics end at the water’s edge, at least to me.
So how did this even happen? Just how did that anal polyp get a hold of all of that and, more importantly, how did it get published? We’ve known for a long time that he had it, after all.
Why is he still breathing? Why are the other people at WikiLeaks still among the living? Why hasn’t there been a string of horrible “accidents” among those swine that somehow convinced them that maybe deleting the whole cache of info would be a Truly Good Idea™ as opposed to going through with making it public?
“We. Don’t. Do. Th…”
Who the fuck asked you, Jazz? Don’t you have a ballet performance you need to be at or something?
Oh, and why is the fucking shitbird who gave Ass-mange the info still breathing? Just why in the fuck is that spy and traitor not currently busy decomposing at the end of a rope?
On the one hand you have a bunch of amoral vermin who chose to do something that they knew was wrong and dangerous, and on the other you have thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions of truly innocent individuals who will die as a result of the first group’s actions.
Pardon me if my “humanitarian impulses” are on standby as regards the fates of the former group.
You see, to keep shit like this from happening, there are two steps one needs to consider. Actually only one if the first one is done correctly.
1) The classified information shouldn’t leak in the first place. I know I’ve said this before, but it remains a mystery why we are the only nation that can’t keep its mouth shut about classified material. Possibly it has to do with the fact that the only thing the “leakers” have to fear is that a lousy actor gets to play them in the movie deal they’ll be offered after they’ve been given a slap on the wrist.
Perhaps some more serious consequences for traitors might be in order? Pour encourager les autres. Again, considering the damage they’re doing, not to mention the sheer magnitude of their breach of trust, we really can’t find a single moral objection to such individuals being made to suffer all the torments the world has to offer, followed by them just ceasing to exist.
2) Once the leak has been made, but before the material is published, it just might be a good idea to be a bit more “proactive” about catching the horse and putting it back in the barn. People disappear all the time and, if you’re too squeamish to do that in order to save a few million lives, there are numerous quite effective ways of “encouraging” the ones in control of the material to maybe, I don’t know, burn it and take up philately as a hobby instead of high treason.
None of the above is particularly “nice”, but “nice”, if you ask me, was defenestrated quite spectacularly once I considered the consequences of doing what we’re currently doing, which is to say “nothing at all.”
Just a few thoughts.